“The redundancy of flesh, he thinks, the helplessness of meat, how can we conjure spirit from a bone?”

“Oh, the others will talk and plan and make oaths and promises, but there are precious few fuckers who will do.”

“The redundancy of flesh, he thinks, the helplessness of meat, how can we conjure spirit from a bone?”

“The most important questions are the ones we can't hope to answer with words. Words are like toys : they amuse and educate us for a time, but when we come to manhood, we should give them up.'Sunmer shakes his head.' The words are all we have,' he says.' If we give them up, we are no better than the beasts.'Otto smiles at Sunmer's wrong headedness.' Then you must find out the explanations on your own, if that is what you truly think.”